The Need For Time Away

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I know, I know you are waiting for Labor Pt. 2, but I have something else on my heart today.

I’ve been working hard. You know the kind where you put your head down and you keep going and working and you forget to come up for air. In many aspects this has been necessary lately with alot of loose ends to tie up with Artios, relationships, curriculum writing, homeschooling and more. But yesterday, I was reminded of the wisdom to set it all aside BEFORE it begins to appear completely overwhelming because I am so tired.

So today……I put it aside. Yes, I know I’m writing a blog, but in my opinion, this is my “journal” entry for today. I woke up and spent some time meeting with God and His Word in a house that was completely quiet. (How did that happen?) I read through the book of Esther and was reminded of God’s providence in timing and in the placement of people and I received much comfort from that reminder.

Then I began working in the kitchen trying some new bread and muffin recipes so that I could freeze some individual servings that could be thawed out quickly on those mornings when a more traditional breakfast isn’t possible. I did three batches of applesauce muffins, one batch of oatmeal bread and some foccaia bread as well. I went to the deep freezer in the basement and pulled out meat, veggies and fruit for the coming week and spent some time reviewing recipes for this coming week’s meals. All of this felt totally liberating after having spent SOOOO MANY hours on my computer lately writing and developing curriculum. I did laundry, checked the chicken coop for eggs, let out the horses, put out more fall decorations and in general have spent the majority of the day focusing on being creative at home. I beg to differ with those who think that the arena of home does not provide areas of self-expression or creativity. Today has been a great day!

I wouldn’t even have checked the computer except that Jared is getting ready to listen to our book on tape that we are doing for literature: The Three Musketeers. BUT, I didn’t even touch my computer until after 12:30 my time…and that was so freeing and refreshing after feeling chained to it lately.

Don’t get me wrong! I LOVE what I do with Artios……..but I LOVE being a wife and mother more and find it the most fulfilling role I have fill in my life.

Be encouraged!

Lori

Exasperation or Exuberance

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The following article is one I recently shared with our teaching staff of Artios Academies around the country. I think it will bless you as well, in your “classroom” at home…where we attempt to not do school at home, but rather to truly homeschool.

Exasperation or Exuberance

Often my own teaching reminds me of one of my own childhood classroom experiences. This year has been no exception. Although each of us has our own teaching styles and personalities, there are some threads that run consistent through every classroom, for every teacher and for every generation.
When I was in kindergarten, I LOVED school. I couldn’t wait to go to school each morning. My kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Cassidy, was amazing. She was older. Looking back, she must have been in her sixties at least but her love for teaching and young children was evident by every creative opportunity she provided us, by her energy and enthusiasm for teaching, and her individualized approach to every student. Now, you may or may not know me very well, but I think if we had an opportunity to be together for very long, you could easily imagine that I was quite a handful in the classroom. I was energetic, highly physical, very vocal, and VERY enthusiastic about everything. However, I wasn’t mean, or rebellious, or disobedient and when I received a report card that year from Mrs. Cassidy, she described me as “exuberant.” I will ALWAYS remember that description. She helped to harness and direct all the excitement and energy into a love for school and a love for learning.
The following year I moved on to first grade and had a first grade teacher named Mrs. Russell. I also remember her vividly but for different reasons. In Mrs. Russell’s class being energetic, highly physical, very vocal and VERY enthusiastic was NOT considered a good thing. I was constantly told to settle down, be still, and to focus. All very reasonable requests, but I was told this no matter WHAT activity we were doing in class and I was never directed or shown how to focus my energy and excitement as I had been the year before. Instead of looking forward to school every day, I began to be nervous, apprehensive and even to experience stomachaches when even the thought of school came up in conversation. At the end of the year, I assure you that Mrs. Russell did not describe me as “exuberant” but rather as a child that needed to learn how to “settle down” and excuse me for describing her thoughts like this, but honestly, she wanted me to “settle down” into HER box. There was no room for my individuality or creative expression. There was no guidance on how to take all that energy and focus it positively….there was only negative comments and exasperation from Mrs. Russell and that came through loud and clear to me and to my parents.
Through the years, God seems to have always brought at least one teacher or adult into my life that saw in me EXUBERANCE and not EXASPERATION. God would give insight into that teacher and help them to guide me to use all that pent up excitement and energy into the activity or project at hand. They would allow me opportunities to lead, to make decisions, to express myself and that gave me great confidence and comfort in becoming the person that God had created me to be.
So, why am I sharing this with you at the beginning of the school year? Well, by now, you have probably identified your “exuberant” kids. I hope that you have given them the description of exuberant and not exasperating. Now, don’t get me wrong, kids do need to learn how to control themselves, how to act in group settings, and how to participate in a class without being distracting. However, you know as well as I do that we as teachers can either help and guide them to learn those skills positively or we can do it negatively.
We all teach within the Artios Academies program. By its very nature of being a program for homeschoolers AND a program that works in the areas of creative expression, I can assure you that our percentage of EXUBERANT kids will be higher than in the traditional classroom setting. However, think of it this way, in a day and age when people lack passion and commitment to the things they believe in and love, we have the opportunity to take these children and give them ways of using their innate passion for various areas and focusing it to make a difference in the world. What an honor and a privilege AND an opportunity we have to make a difference for generations to come.
For describing me as exuberant, I will be forever grateful to you Mrs. Cassidy!
Faith and Courage,

Lori Lane

Labor – Part One

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We just had Labor Day weekend. The weekend that signals the end of summer. The weekend that lets us know that fall is here (or right around the corner) and that routine is looming in our future. Sometimes we dread all that Labor Day weekend signifies and sometimes we long for those very same things.

On Sunday of this past weekend, our pastor very appropriately preached on The Blessing of Work during the Sunday morning service. In our day and age, recreation and relaxation are held in high esteem but often times work is seen simply as a means to an end; something that we all HAVE to do but that none of us like to do; something that enables us to rest, recreate and relax as soon as we are released from the “burden” of work.

Recently, I was having a bit of a trying day and I texted three of my closest friends and asked them this question: “Could you remind me WHY I do what I do?” One of them answered back with a statement that hit me squarely between the eyes of my heart. She said, “To be obedient.”

Yes, there are times I LOVE to work. I LOVE to revel in all the opportunities that God has provided for me as a mother, a wife, a friend, a writer, a musician, a teacher and all that other many hats that I wear…..and I’m sure that you wear as well. Sometimes I really DO feel how privileged I am to be able to work……..

And yet, at other times, when the road gets bumpy, challenging or more often than not, when the road gets routine and mundane, that is when I begin to “buck” against the word “work”. It’s not “fun” anymore. It feels confining. It feels boring or unrewarding. The things that I did today, need redone tomorrow. The things that I wish would stay done, seem to reappear for my attention at some point in the future.

I was reminded again on Sunday of the blessing of work; of the privilege that God gives us to work with all that He created, to tend to the responsibilities HE has given us, to glorify Him in the exciting parts of labor, and to glorify Him in the mundane areas of work that no one ever sees or rewards.

In my next blog, I’m going to share with you more of what our Pastor talked about on Sunday and my prayer is that it will encourage you in your “calling” in the same way that it did me.

Faith and Courage,

Lori Lane

The Need for Community

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We traveled down to Monument on Monday of this week to participate in the new Artios Academies of Monument program. It’s been three years since we have been a part of an Artios program since moving away from the Atlanta area and it was time for us to become involved in the closest one to us out here…and that just happens to be Monument which is about two hours away from our home.

You might ask why I’m willing to make that drive 28 times during the school year. Well, I bet I can answer it with one simple word: Community! I don’t know whether it’s because I live out of town, in between two towns, in a rural area, or just in an area of independent people, but finding community for myself as a woman, homeschooler and mother has been even more difficult than finding community for the boys who have integrated easily into scouts, sports etc. However, with my set of interests and my desire to teach other students, as well as my responsibilities within Artios and to the boys, and living out of town, its been harder for me to find community. Don’t get me wrong….I have some lovely and wonderful friends, but I miss the community I found when I taught together with ladies who loved some of the same areas of education that I did. So that being said, the boys and I are driving to Monument for some more chances at building community.

This past week was our first week at this new Artios. I have to tell you I was NOT disappointed. We had a wonderful day with other students, teachers and parents and I LOVED being back in the classroom and teaching: Intro to Music, Worldview One, Intro to Literary Arts and Senior Chorale. I LOVED every minute of it and the drive back and forth was filled with time for listening to our literature reading assignments and history reading assignments on CD. Our whole day was immersed in the Early Modern Time Period and instead of waking up on Tuesday morning exhausted from Monday’s drive and classes, I woke up refreshed and excited about the rest of the week. Being together with a community was encouraging, refreshing, and yes, even exhilerating.

This next week, we start Artios Lite in our small town and I’m hoping and praying for the same feeling I got last Monday in Monument. I hope that I will once again feel a part of yet another community. I’ve learned over the years, that to feel a part of something, I need to GIVE to that “something”, so, that’s what I’m trying to do.

Some of you may not relate to what I’m talking about when I talk about my desire to find community here in a new place. Perhaps you are surrounded by community or even COMMUNITIES on every side…….but I still want you to walk away from reading this with a specific thought and that is – God really means it when He says”don’t forsake the assembling of yourselves with other believers.” There is a reason why we are not “islands to ourselves”, we are meant to be part of community, to encourage others through community. So, if you have community, don’t take it forgranted, GIVE TO THAT COMMUNITY. If you don’t have community, I pray that God will open doors for you to find that community. We all need encouragement and fellowship and THAT can’t be ignored or taken for granted.

Faith and Courage,

Lori Lane

How in the world did they do it?

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I’ve only REALLY lived in the country for a little over three years….but in my MIND, I’ve lived in the country my whole life. Full time city living didn’t really agree with me and I’ve always dreamed of living in the country with a “simpler” lifestyle.

However, it didn’t take that long of my living in the country to realize that although my choices may be simplified and my activities may feel more limited, when it comes right down to it, living in the country is a full time job.

We have already had our first frost! Yes, that’s right on Thursday, which was August 28th, we had our first frost. With that frost comes the feeling of needing to prepare for winter. A fall run to Sam’s club to stock up on dry goods; getting the year’s hay for the horses loaded, unloaded and stored safely in the barn (140 bales); cleaning out the barn for winter; putting away all the outdoor pots and plants; putting away the porch swing, lawn chairs and picnic table; putting up cherries, peaches, squash, beans, tomatoes, peppers, and apples; pulling out the fall/winter clothes bins make for a busy time of year. We don’t have a BIG piece of property of tons of animals, but when, when you add all of that to the normal chores of feeding and doctoring the horses, gathering eggs, feeding chickens, etc., it doesn’t seem like there are enough hours in the day.

So how did they do it? How did those pioneer and colonial women manage to do ALL of those same things AND prepare meals, make clothing, clean homes and teach their children. Wow….I have NO idea. There were no KitchenAide mixers, bread machines, electric/gas ovens, electric/gas stoves, washing machines, dish washers, dryers, refridgerators, cars or any of the conveniences that we have to make even modern day country living a walk in the park compared to yesteryear.

In my heart, I’ve always felt like I was a modern version of Laura Ingalls Wilder…..I felt connected to her. Maybe it was because I had a great-grandmother who did indeed travel in a covered-wagon…….lived on a farm and was a rural dweller her entire life. Or, maybe it was because I have generations of cattle ranchers and farmers in my family….but when I think of what they had to accomplish in a single day, I feel like I need to take a nap.

Living in the country is a real learning experience for me. The “circle of life”, as some call it is a daily occurrence as I watch how God designed for nothing to go to waste. What one animal (or human) doesn’t want to eat, another animal loves; what could attract flies is taken care of by all my hilariously funny chickens running around catching flies for their meals; the little “creatures” that COULD live in the barn prove to be GREAT food for my barn cats who deliver those “creatures” to my front door as a present to me each morning. I could go on, but you get the picture.

I look outside and watch how horses eat one type of grass, goats eat another (No…I don’t have goats…my neighbors down the street do) and cows eat another type….so nothing in the pasture goes to waste. No wonder those pioneer women didn’t let wastefulness become a part of their lives, they saw how GOD had designed nature to integrate and use everything that he had created.

I know I’m rambling…..but I’m just amazed at the intricacies of life and how God planned it all…..and I’m also thankful for those who have gone before and who, instead of putting an apple pie in an electric oven (like I just did), slaved over the crust, peeled all the apples with a knife, and then baked it in an fire oven that they had to continually keep going by refilling it with wood.

Yesterday, I described my day on my facebook status and someone called me a “pioneer woman”. Nope! That’s not me……but I am thankful for all those women before me who made sacrifices so that I could have choices and could learn from their example the “art” of country living!

Faith and Courage,

Lori

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